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Let Go and Let God

March 30, 2016

I couldn't be more cliche white girl if I didn't say "let go and let God" everyday but what does it mean? We paint it on canvas for art and make it backgrounds of phones and computers but what does it truly mean to let go and let God?

I don't have all the answers but I have one. I found it today in chapel. (this post gets more and more cliche as we go) I know what it means to let go. To not be in control.

The short one always told me that I held on too tight. I held on to trying to control everything until my hands would turn white and go numb. I fought her on it that she didn't understand but you know what? She was right. I should've listened.

Today, it hit me in the face. I felt the weight of everything I have been trying to carry and I couldn't stand it. I fell. Right onto my knees on an altar. I finally let go. There was this feeling of me trying not to carry everything myself.

I have held onto anger, sadness, hopelessness, then band, classes, ministry things, and social things. I was trying to be an octopus and didn't have enough arms to balance everything. Everything fell apart and I lost a lot along the way. Today I found it. (part of it)

God lifted the weight of the world I was trying to carry myself. There were people by my side on that altar that I didn't expect to be. God showed me that there are so many people I can count of.

"In this world you will have troubles but take heart I have overcome the world." John 16:33

I don't need to worry about carrying my burdens alone because I'm not. Let go and let God.

Are you gripping so hard that your knuckles are turning white and going numb? Do you need to let go and let God in?

xoxo,
Em

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